Martial Capital was the capital city within the Martial Sect's sphere of influence. Located in the southern region of the Heavenly Realm, it covered a vast expanse of land. No one knew how many years it had already existed. Though tempered by the sharp edge of time, it still stood upon this land, watching the clouds gather and drift.
Martial Capital had been established when Emperor Qin had first attained the Dao. It later expanded bit by bit until it became one of the few sacred lands in the entire Heavenly Realm.
Though it was not the Martial Sect's true sect headquarters, many Martial Sect experts were stationed there. To the Martial Sect, Martial Capital was no less important than the sect itself.
"We've waited here for so long. Why haven't we seen Ye Xiwen yet? Could it be that he has lost his nerve?"
Within Martial Capital, people had already begun discussing Ye Xiwen's scheduled battle with Immortal Yuan Miao. Many had come specifically for this matter.
Immortal Yuan Miao had been famous for many years. She was beautiful and now widowed, with no one knowing how many admirers pursued her. Meanwhile, Ye Xiwen had become renowned throughout the world in recent years, spreading his name from the Burial God Star Sea all the way into the Heavenly Realm.
These were the words of Immortal Yuan Miao's supporters, their voices filled with disdain.
"Impossible. What kind of person is Ye Xiwen? Calling him lawless and unrestrained would not be an exaggeration. Even disciples of the Sacred Spirit Aristocratic Family and the Hunting Heaven Sect—he killed them whenever he pleased. How could someone like that fail to show up?"
"Hard to say. Although the Sacred Spirit Aristocratic Family and the Hunting Heaven Sect are both Seal King Factions, they are